she would be the type to have more hair on her twat than on her head
she has to be all "alternative"
Maybe my heart is located in my vagina
i mean, we fucked on the futon in the garage where his band practices. pretty sure im now obligated to like his band on facebook.
Youre on making sure I dont black out around fat chicks duty
Depending on hangover severity. The fact that I can spell severity is in your favor.
On my way back to his place to see his "art". Why am I sure this is going to be nothing more than his dick in a box?
You kept whispering "Party Dave" every time someone would start talking.
I fucking love my neighbors. I offered him chocolate and somehow it turned into a sexual proposition.
The sad thing was my husband told her its ok to make out with me. Bar Tuesdays will live on regardless.
We won't have time to talk.. I'll be rolling you a blunt and you'll be getting naked.
Ohh man. That was a snatch-waxer with a score to settle.
Slutty summer 2013 has officially started. I did accidentally bite a dick though.
Multi-day drunkenness is to binge drinking as black diamonds are to skiing. They're tough and confusing and you hurt afterwards, but you did it and you probably got an alright story along the way.
we both turned hook ups into relationships we are crushing this thing called life right now.
Drunk field day, hangover yoga and sober archery practice
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